Conceited Immortal On Campus

The Archbishop of Anya was suddenly lost in thought, and suddenly she let out an almost disbelieving cry.    

    

"How is this possible!?"    

    

It was as if she could see Chen Yi's soul from the curse.    

    

How could such a powerful soul exist in this world?    

    

Chen Yi's eyes came back to their senses. At this moment, a force that could pierce through everything struck Chen Yi's head.    

    

Weng!    

    

Golden magic power appeared, and a buzzing sound of a bell could be heard.    

    

The eyes of the master of the King Tai Sect were filled with disbelief.    

    

His fist was like a spear, but the magic power on Chen Yi's face was as still as a mountain.    

    

Chen Yi's eyes slowly moved. He glanced at the expert of the King Tai Sect indifferently.    

    

"Red Mist Shakes the Tree Don't Know It!"    

    

He coldly spat out seven words. His fist shook, and a blazing golden magic power attached itself to his left hand. Faint patterns lit up on his skin.    

    

While the experts of the King Tai Sect were in shock and were about to retreat, Chen Yi's fist moved like a golden roc.    

    

The wild wind in the sky was broken by the movement of his arm.    

    

A fist landed on the chest of the King Tai Sect's experts.    

    

The sound of bones cracking and flesh breaking was clearly heard by everyone at this moment.    

    

In an instant, the King Tai Sect's expert retreated. His upper body's clothes were completely torn apart, as if they had turned into dust.    

    

Blood spurted out from his mouth. His body was like a leaf in a raging wind.    

    

Chen Yi stood proudly in his original position. He did not move, but he seemed to have swept across the six great Grandmasters. No one could stop him.    

    

Many of the people from the five great factions were stunned. They looked at Chen Yi, who was standing on a magic sword and looking down at the formation beneath the sword. His golden eyes looked like he was looking down at the world. It was an unforgettable sight to them, something that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.    

    

This...    

    

Was he still human?    

    

Could he be the reincarnation of a god from China?    

    

Chen Yi looked at the three archbishops of Yin God Cult who were fighting against the magic sword with a calm expression.    

    

"You want to join hands and kill your way into Huaxia?!"    

    

"They are just a bunch of clowns!"    

    

He said indifferently. His finger turned into a sword and pointed in the air.    

    

In an instant, the 32 magical swords suddenly shook and emitted a clear sword hum that resounded throughout the world.    

    

The three archbishops of the Yin God Cult were still able to fight against the magic swords. But at this moment, the toad's body was broken, the tail of the red scorpion was broken, and the Ghost Face Spider Spear was destroyed!    

    

The power of the magic sword was not only doubled.    

    

The three archbishops of Yin God Cult could not help but cry out in pain. This was their guardian Yin Spirit. With their Yin Spirit broken, their strength would be damaged, and their minds would be damaged.    

    

The three archbishops retreated one after another. Chen Yi pointed his finger at the Golden Phoenix from afar.    

    

The sound of a phoenix's cry could be heard. It was as if it was suppressing the four seas and the eight directions, dominating everything.    

    

The Golden Phoenix suddenly flapped its wings and let out a long cry towards the sky. This phoenix's cry caused the overseas cultivators of the five major factions to have a splitting headache at this moment. Even if they covered their ears, they would not be able to block it at all.    

    

Quite a number of people even knelt on the ground in pain. There were even people who continuously rolled on the ground and cried out in pain.    

    

Even the white-haired old man from the Magic Cult had a change in expression. He kept chanting incantations and buffing the three-headed hellhound.    

    

As soon as the phoenix cry sounded, the golden phoenix stood up proudly. With a flap of its wings, countless golden feathers appeared like swords. To the Cerberus.    

    

It was as if a storm had descended, piercing through all things.    

    

Boom, boom, boom...    

    

In just an instant, the three-headed hellhound was almost covered by endless feathers.    

    

The old man from the Magic Cult's face suddenly turned red. He suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood and the Six Lights Star Formation under his feet instantly exploded.    

    

By the time the Golden Phoenix stopped its wings and the smoke and dust dispersed, the three-headed hellhound had already turned into nothingness.    

    

The metal ground was in a complete mess, and there was not even an inch left intact.    

    

The entire underground second floor of the cruise ship was practically silent. Only the Golden Phoenix was proud of herself and her magic sword soared through the sky.    

    

Chen Yi slowly withdrew his hand. His pair of golden eyes seemed to look down on the world.    

    

Yin God Cult, Eastern Ocean Continent, King Tai Sect, Heavenly Dragon Mercenary Group, Magic Cult... The people from the five groups... At this moment, there was a dead silence.    

    

Everyone looked at Chen Yi in disbelief.    

    

Even Yun Mobing and Yu Mengzi.    

    

"This, this..." Yu Mengzi looked at Chen Yi's figure and her mind was almost blank.    

    

She was the proud daughter of the Yu family, but even she, the Archbishop of the Yin God Cult, was an expert who surpassed all living things in her eyes.    

    

But now, all of these experts had been defeated by Chen Yi.    

    

Yu Mengzi knew that Chen Yi was very strong and could kill Archbishop Ryan, but now, the five major factions had gathered together. There were six people who were comparable to the Grandmasters of Huaxia's martial arts world!    

    

But in this battle, Yu Mengzi could only use the word 'eight' to describe it.    

    

They were unstoppable and invincible!    

    

Yun Mobing even had a bright smile on her face and her eyes were filled with admiration.    

    

This was the man that Yun Mobing had taken a liking to!    

    

Magic Cult, Yin Spirit Protector, Blade of the East Ocean! The peerless expert of the King Tai Sect couldn't even withstand a single blow from Chen Yi.    

    

This was the Chen Yi who had lived for a thousand years in this world.    

    

This was the Ancestor Chen that Chen Yi was talking about!?    

    

"You, who are you?!"    

    

In the Yin God Cult, Archbishop Ao Xiu was even more terrified and even asked in disbelief.    

    

In the five great camps, the combined power of the six great experts was enough to easily sweep away the army of a small country overseas. But now, they were defeated by Chen Yi alone.    

    

In China, just one person had defeated the six major powers.    

    

How, how was this possible!?    

    

Who is this young man from China?    

    

Is such a young and peerless master really there?    

    

Shock, disbelief, and even more so fear.    

    

They came with a solemn vow. Now, just one person was already unstoppable.    

    

Chen Yi looked at the six experts who were comparable to Grandmasters and said indifferently, "Huaxia, Dragon Lake Mountain, Chen Yi!"    

    

This name made the six martial grandmasters of the five major factions even more confused.    

    

Chen Yi!?    

    

They had never heard of such a peerless genius appearing in China.    

    

Chen Yi spoke again, "If your ancestors were still alive, they would have bowed to me and worshiped me, calling me..."    

    

"Ancestor Chen!"    

    

As soon as he finished speaking, all was silent. At this moment, the eyes of the six great experts continued to widen and gradually began to tremble.    

    

"You're a Ancestor Chen!?"    

    

"This is impossible!"    

    

[The medicinal Ancestor Chen is long dead!]    

    

In the Yin God Cult, an archbishop roared in disbelief.    

    

The Ancestor Chen, he had read about it in the Yin God Cult. It was once a peerless person in China who had swept across the hundred countries by himself.    

    

But, that was hundreds of years ago!?    

    

How could there be anyone in the world who had lived for hundreds of years!? This was absolutely impossible!    

    

Moreover, even if that medicinal Ancestor Chen was still there, there were records of it. The medicinal Ancestor Chen should be an old man dressed in black, with white hair on his shoulders and a sage-like demeanor. How could he be so young!?    

    

There were magic swords and golden phoenixes around Chen Yi. The great formation slowly turned into golden magic power and returned to his body.    

    

He slowly landed on the ground from the sky, standing with his hands behind his back.    

    

Chen Yi looked at the five great camps and the six great experts.    

    

Whether he believed it or not, what did it have to do with him!?    

    

His lips and teeth pressed together, and his indifferent voice slowly came out, "Die? The heavens and the earth cannot bury me. Why should I, Chen Yi, die?!"    

    

These words almost suffocated everyone.    

    

What kind of arrogant words was this?!    

    

Chen Yi was not in a hurry and said slowly, "Back then, when I killed my way into the sea, the hundred countries were all terrified. China was set as a restricted area. No one dared to disobey!"    

    

Suddenly, golden magic power flowed out of Chen Yi's body again and condensed three feet above Chen Yi's head.    

    

A hint of coldness suddenly flashed across his face.    

    

"Those who enter the forbidden zone will be killed without exception."    

    

"This rule, I made it!"    

    

"Understood!?"